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Shutting off my bike, I walked it to the side of the house so neither one of them could back over it and ruin it.
Pocketing my keys, I walked through the garage and into the house, not even bothering to take off my boots. All the while ignoring the two of them talking in the formal sitting room she just had to have and instead headed for my bedroom.
Luckily, all my shit fit in two duffels.
Pulling out my phone, I placed a call to Pagan and asked him to bring a prospect with him to come and drive my truck with my shit back to the clubhouse.
After I had everything packed, I grabbed my two duffels, walked out of my room, down the hall, and sat them by the side door. That was when my soon-to-be ex-wife asked, “Where do you think you’re going?”
“I’m leaving. Had enough of this shit. You can either sign these or don’t, don’t give a fuck, because luckily, I got enough evidence of you cheating to last a lifetime. I’m giving you the house because I don’t want this piece of shit. The car is in your daddy's name, and my truck and bike are in my name.” And with that, I tossed the papers on the five-thousand-dollar coffee table that she had to have because it has a gold inlay or some shit like that.
“You can't be serious. You are divorcing her because she cheated on you?” Her dad asked me.
I laughed outright at him and shrugged, grabbed my phone, pulled up my photo app, and scrolled down to the video tab, then I handed him the phone.
“Scroll. All the way to the fucking top, I had to get an extra memory card to hold all this shit. There are over five hundred videos of her fucking someone else. And I can promise you, you won't see two videos of the same guy.”
His face widened as he looked at her, but did he put the blame at her feet? Nope. He put it at mine.
Handing my phone back, he had the balls to say, “Well then, I guess you don’t pleasure her enough.”
“We haven't had sex in five years. Wanna know why that is? Because she asked to have sex with two guys and wanted me to watch. If you wanna put the blame on me, that’s fine. But your daughter is a whore and I refuse to stay married to someone like that anymore.”
Just as those words fell from my lips, I heard the horn from Pagan and the prospect.
Walking to my duffels, I heard Rebecca ask, “Is this because you are infatuated with the club girl?”
“You wanna say that, then yeah. Because it’s the truth. She won’t sleep with a married man. And I may have just met her a few weeks ago, but I promise you this – she’s shown me more compassion, more empathy, and more of a friendship than you have in all the years we’ve been married.”
And with that, I started walking to the door, and I was about to set one of my duffels on the floor to grab the door handle when her dad said, “You do this, and I'll release that video of you.”
“Go right the fuck ahead. She’s fucking worth it, motherfucker.” And I didn’t look back.
Not fucking once.
Oh, to be a fly on the wall when he checks his safe and doesn’t find the video.
Chapter 9
Gabby
The entire morning and afternoon after I woke up, I replayed the events from yesterday in my mind. The restaurant, the ride, the conversation between Pipe and me. Everything.
I knew that they were on a run while we were in the kitchen getting things ready for dinner. And I knew that they had gotten back about five minutes ago because Whit, the asshole, had made a beeline to the kitchen to see what was for dinner.
However, I hadn’t seen Pipe yet.
Judging by how he has been with me when he walked through the doors, he would’ve come to me.
“What’s this shit?” Whit asked as he put the peanutless cookie back on the plate and picked up one with them.
“It doesn’t have peanuts in it. Pipe is allergic.” I said nonchalantly. Trying not to show how weird it was that I paid attention to Pipe. More than I had a right to.
I hoped he was anyway, or I had just made a fool of myself in front of the women by asking them if I could make cookies without peanuts in them.
I noticed that anytime he was here at the clubhouse, he always asked if anything they made had peanuts in them.
Just as I placed another dish on the bar top Asher walked over to me and grabbed my hand. He then pulled me to the side and told me that apparently the president of that god-awful MC that demanded I be returned to them owed Pipe for a few things.
